Take a Moment to Think

Away for a while.

Coins Please?

While egg machines are once in a while treat,

the snacks vending machine in school is a weekly treat.

A pact was made with my parents. I get to go to the vending machine to choose anything I want. Every Monday. Only Monday. My favourites are cheezels and twisties. Absolute junk. But we love it. The good that comes out of this is, I learn to count coins, read the alphabets and numbers combination. Woohoo, I look forward to Mondays!

Hans Grohe

Nicknamed ourselves:

Pula Vida (Daddy)

Tali E Too (Mummy)

Feefit (Me)

Yes the selection and purchases of all bathroom accessories have been completed, despite the atrocious mispronounciation of the range. Laindan, pula vida, tali e too, feefit...

Self Potrait

Annual parent teacher meeting.

Level N1

All feedbacks were positive. It made me wonder if they only tell the good. Til I overheard a teacher telling my friend's mummy that she needs to make more effort with numbers recognising. The highlight of the meeting was my english teacher pointing to my self potrait. With my reflection in tthe mirror, i drew a portrait with clean strokes, great structure, curls and the widest smile. : )

Well Done!

Their Anniversary

They are starting to lose count!

Pikasso

Post Father's Day Bonding. Father and daughter awoke early for breakfast, made a trip to the Bird Park, shared a lunch, trawled the mall, took a non-existent nap, sang at choir practice & went home late to Mii. The enthusiastic babe at the Bird Park. First bird show, we sat right at the back. I volunteered to hold the hoop for the birds to fly through. I was told that I am too little. Second bird show, we abandoned the pram and headed to the front rows. I volunteered for everything and anything. Again, I was too little. Finally there was something I could go forward for. "I want i want i want!!!" To buy the painting by Pikasso - the parrot.

My Father My World

Blessed Father's Day.

With love, your munchkin.